A few days ago Atticus and Norah were playing doctor with their baby dolls. When it was Atticus's turn to be the doctor, the following exchange occurred:
Atticus: (listening to the baby's heartbeat) I'm sorry, Norah, but your baby is dead.
Norah: (whips out her toy cellphone and begins "texting"): She is not, Atticus! I'm emailing another doctor!